Take a chance, come dance a cowboy Playin stopped playin time ago with childish toys It's only men in deuce deuce inch pirelli And goodyear niggaz, sip malt beer They gave me sixth man of the year, off the bench for tha liks Shot the out at the championship Big chips, big trips, new fits, my money Full of green cheese, my other pocket got green Rap niggaz, we different Elevate the level of the music and the It's do or die, I need a +priest+, +superfly+ we discuss when we meet's between you and i I'm high, red-eyed for the red-eye flight Five hours, drinks, I rode all night, shit Everyday, every a saloon Crime blitty, good bottle, dollar tunes
goldie loc] Love when when out there on the ave you're down 24/7, niggaz don't know the half My step down on the pedal My back on scrapin the metal I be coastin and be coastin, hittin three wheel With my and tirez
I ain't never kevlar flesh (hell naw) bitch niggaz is flirtin and fuckin with death I was taught to stick with the right and work with the Never love nothin, never snitch and confess Got catch me in the heat of the act, and run the Of catchin three to the back, and try with that (yeah!) I ain't to the pen for shit, except to snatch up My loved to get loose and hop the fence It ain't hard to hard, snatch up a catalogue Mad dog to niggaz that walk up your (yeah!) But one day, you feel it (what? ) I'm a firm believer in the theory if it bleeds, I can it A hit man for hire (yeah!) caught up in the The live wire, leak a nigga a vampire My empire roll and tirez Either get with us, forget us and get us, muh'fuckers
Ride along, with my rimz and along
Mr. recycler (what? ) I'm for a sixty-two chevy And she kinda bad, him six and I was read' (whatchu want me to do? ) to get and span Man I'm you came and got me from that old white man (good lookin) He took me to a spot in long beach, hooked me up with pumps (bzzt) but everybody in the hood can't (bzzt) And I change colors the sun hit me Fix me up, now my owner wanna me for 50? Bling bling, now I belong to a And they was quick to me in the magazines I money (huh? ) I never broke down, fools trippin (check it out) how many cars you see in seoul on streets (none) afraid to get that ass slippin (why? ) For me it was an task I kept an engine on my ass with heat under the Fool (peep game) I was to lowride on rimz and tirez, yeah
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